Horror: In the beginning, she holds the mall and becomes a hunter

Chapter 32 Tomb Surrounding Apartment (12)

Meng Zhi planned to find Mrs. Mei Li’s family to take a family photo first.

But the problem is that she doesn't know which room on the third floor Mrs. Mellie is in.

So Meng Zhi went back and bought the D-level props [Cold Potion: Want to play role-playing] bought from the mall?I am the doctor and you are the patient! 】

Soon she felt that her throat hurt as if it was on fire, and two blushes appeared on her cheeks, but her mind was fine and she was very awake.

She looked at the very professional camera stand, thought for a while, and started to modify it.

Then Meng Zhi went out with a camera in hand and grabbed a random person, then pretended to be uncomfortable and coughed a few times: "I want to take pictures of Mrs. Mei Li's family, but my legs are very weak now, can you help me over?"

The person she pulled was a little blond girl. She helped Meng Zhi enthusiastically and said as she walked: "Mr. Cheng, you just love taking pictures so much that you don't pay attention to taking care of your body. If you ask me, you might as well rest for two days." .”

Meng Zhi leaned against her "weakly" and said feebly: "How can that be done! I can't delay the fashionable job of photography because of my illness!"

Seeing how excited she was, the little girl quickly nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, you are right."

Meng Zhi calmly slowed down, trying to let the little girl walk in front of her.

"We're here, Mr. Cheng, do you need me to wait for you to come out?" the little girl asked politely.

Meng Zhi waved her hand and refused: "No, I can take care of myself."

She knocked on the door three times, and the door was slowly opened a crack. A woman with short curly hair looked at her and then opened the door completely to let her in: "It's Mr. Photographer, I thought you forgot about this. "

Meng Zhi coughed a few times, his throat was really uncomfortable, and he asked solemnly: "Do you want to pat it?!"

The woman rolled her eyes at her: "What the hell, if you weren't the only photographer in this barren mountain, I wouldn't have hired you."

She twisted her waist and stood at the door of the bedroom and shouted loudly: "Husband! Son! Stop playing games, come out and take family photos!"

There was no movement in the bedroom, so the woman walked in and said to herself: "Why are you still lying on the bed? I can't even scream."

"Wait! I'll pull them out."

Why "pull" it out?
Meng Zhi put the camera on the stand. Mrs. Mei Li's house was very dark, and the curtains were closed even during the day.

Soon, Meili dragged out the corpse of a tall man. There were many wounds on the corpse, and he must have been tortured to death.

"Wait until I bring my son out. It will be soon." She was no longer as arrogant as before, but rather nervous.

As expected, her son also turned into a corpse and had begun to corrode. There were flies flying on it when Mellie dragged him out.

A foul smell quickly spread throughout the living room.

Meng Zhi didn't smell it before because of a stuffy nose, but now, the stench is really hard to ignore.

Mrs. Mei Li seemed to have no feeling at all. She placed the two corpses upright, then sat in the middle and hugged them, smiling happily.

Meng Zhi frowned: "The light here is too dark, please turn on a light."

Meili suddenly became angry: "I'll do it if I ask you to! Stop talking so much nonsense!"

Okay, if the guests ask for it, let’s take her family portrait in the underworld.

Click!Meng Zhi pressed the shutter.

The curvature of the mouth corners of the corpses in the photo changed greatly, and their smiles almost reached their ears.

Meng Zhi said calmly: "Meet me to pick up the photos in two days."

She left Mrs. Mei Li's house. The brain in this body was not only taking photos, but also struggling with interpersonal problems between some friends.

At first glance, the body seemed to have a brain full of blood.Even though Meng Zhi had seen a lot, her body didn't seem to adapt to it.

Seeing her come out, the little girl who had sent her up quickly came to help her: "Are you coming out? I was afraid that something might happen to you, so I took it upon myself to guard it."

After saying this, she said sheepishly: "You won't blame me, will you?"

"By the way, you don't know my name yet, right? My name is Wan Xitong. I'm a new resident. I've long heard that Mr. Cheng is famous for his photography. I finally met him today."

Didn't expect this guy to be so famous?Meng Zhi was secretly surprised for a moment, but his face looked indifferent, and he only replied to her with the word "hmm".

The little girl was very lively and kept chattering all the way.

Meng Zhi stopped, and Li Wenjing came in from the door wearing a white coat, with an expressionless and very capable look.

He slowly went downstairs. When Li Wenjing saw him, she immediately smiled respectfully and said, "Mr. Cheng, I'm going to change clothes right now. Please wait."

She rushed to the corner room on the first floor to change clothes.

In Meng Zhi's memory, this place later became a utility room, and Li Wenjing's room also became the fourth floor.

She quickly came out wearing a goose-yellow dress with a smile on her face. Then she stared at Meng Zhi's face with concern: "Mr. Cheng, do you have a fever?"

Meng Zhi saw that Li Wenjing was already having some stress reaction. Her fists were very itchy now and she wanted to go up and punch her.

The enthusiastic little girl on the side answered for her: "He has a cold and is very uncomfortable."

Li Wenjing straightened her clothes, her expression a little awkward, and Meng Zhi said calmly: "It doesn't matter, little girls love beauty, and the most important thing is to feel tight when taking photos."

The sun was shining brightly outside. Meng Zhi hadn't been in the sun for a long time and felt like he was going to get moldy.

She took several portrait photos of Li Wenjing, and the harmonious and beautiful picture turned into a horrifying painting after entering her camera.

The girl's skin in the photo was covered with green spots. The green spots became moldy and grew a lot of white hair. A pool of green blood flowed from the soles of her feet and soaked in the soil. The girl's eyes were also gouged out.

But after leaving the camera, Li Wenjing still looked calm.

Meng Zhi asked her to pick it up two days later as usual.

Then we have to go to the laboratory on the fourth floor.

This was something she deliberately left to the end.The person behind the scenes who pulled her into the illusion must also be looking forward to this scene.

She sent the girl away and walked slowly to the door of the laboratory.

The soundproofing of the laboratory was very good, and she could clearly hear the conversation inside outside the door.

"Haha, I have further improved my results. Gerry, this is a unique virus!" Troboko's laughter came from inside.

Gerry sounded speechless: "Be careful not to leak the virus."

"And what you did..."

Gerry said the next words so quietly that Meng Zhi couldn't hear them.

She drank another bottle of cold medicine to aggravate the effects, and then she took a step back, tripping over herself and slamming herself to the ground with a loud thud.

"Hiss..." Meng Zhi showed off his acting skills and sat up slowly.

The door to the laboratory was suddenly opened, and the first thing that came to my head was Gerry's voice.

He was shocked: "Cheng, I haven't seen you for a while, why do you look like you are about to die?!"

You look like you are going to die!
(End of this chapter)